An elephant big with a trunk so wide,
Bounced through the jungle with an ambling stride.
Carefully treading on leaves and grass,
Dancing to a beat that only he could amass.
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Elephants, they say, never forget,
For they store memories, no matter how wet.
Going through life with a steadfast grace,
Holding on to moments, they know their place.
In the still of the night, they gather in herds,
Jostling for space, without any words.
Kings of the jungle, gentle giants at heart,
Loyal to their kin, never far apart.
Majestic in their gait, they roam free,
Nodding their heads with a wise decree.
Oh, how grand they truly are,
Proud and noble, shining like a star.
Quietly, they walk through the forest’s maze,
Revered and admired, in so many ways.
Standing tall, they rule the land,
Traversing the earth, without any demand.
Unforgettable, they truly are,
Valiant, with a gentle heart, shining like a star.
With a trumpet sound, they bid us adieu,
Xenodochial and gracious, they leave us in a stew.
Year after year, they wander with ease,
Zealously treading through leaves and trees.
